![]() ![]() Clarke has written powerfully of the illness that kept her from writing during the intervening years, often confining her to bed in the home she shares with her husband. I read that superb debut when my wife was pregnant with our son now, as its successor is published, he is reading Jonathan Strange. ![]() Piranesi is a book of imagined worlds and unpredictable capitalisations, of mystery and murder and university life.įor those of us who had been eagerly awaiting a new Susanna Clarke after 2004’s wildly enjoyable Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell, it has been a fair old hiatus. Piranesi knows the patterns of the tides that move through the House, sweeping everything before them, pouring over the statues and ornaments, rushing up staircases and across the House’s marble Halls and Vestibules. Piranesi is around 30, the Other almost twice his age. ![]() Of these, Piranesi believes only himself and “the Other” are still alive. He knows also the number of those who have ever existed: 15. He knows the House intimately, every one of its 7,678 Halls. ![]()
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